Chapter five: perfect
Third person POV
In Mexico a ceremony is to be held to marry two people or more like two business, merging two country’s biggest mafia families in one. Michael has been in his room for about an hour now, waiting, because before the ceremony starts Don Jose wants a word with him or so he was told by a maid. But he hasn’t been requested to his office yet, so he waits, pacing around the room. He can’t understand why he is feeling so nervous, ‘because you are about to marry someone you have never spoken to. Or met before, a complete stranger’ his subconscious said making him more nervous, he has to put his nerves under control. A knock on his door brings him back from his hell of nerves and thoughts, “Don Jose now will see you, follow me,” he straightens himself and follows a guard.
When Michael enters the office, he is surprise to see Alberto and Adriano who seems like were arguing but stop as he enters. Behind a big dark wooden desk seats Don Jose, his elbows in the desk as his hands cross under his chin. In front of the desk two more seats but one is already taken by his son, he is looking down either shy or nervous. Michael shrugs at this and turns again to see Alberto and Adriano, “come boy sit,” he takes a seat as Don Jose suggested. “We have some matters to discuss, here Adriano wants to break the contract because of a small detail. Alberto like the business he is, has agree to continue with the deals as made, now Michael as you are the one to be marry, I need you to understand. This is my son, Boni.....” at this Michael stops hearing what Don Jose is saying he feels how his blood left him in a second. The guy is boni, how was he to know? He can’t marry a guy, he doesn’t have anything against gays or anything but he sure is not one. “Hey boy are you hearing what I am saying?” Michael shakes his head no and gulps paying attention this time. “As I said, my son Boni is to be your spouse, now all I want is for you to see this as what it is, a business transaction. What you two do in private I don’t care and don’t want to know, but in public you two will be a happy marry couple. Understand that if you don’t meet with what is expected of you then the deal is off, meaning we go to war. This is not a game, I will give you two hours to think this through, if in two hours you are not in the garden, we will start war.”
Fifteen minutes, that’s what Michael has left before the time line is meet, the two hours he was given to think. In this time all his done is space out thinking what this would be of his life if he accepts and if he doesn’t. In the time that he has been here Alberto came bay as well to talk to him or more like threaten him, “just think of those you love, Andres, Mariano.” Using his brother was low but he even went lower mentioning his sister, “What about Jacklyn, she is still a kid right, you have to think of them. We don’t want any harm to came to them, do we?” Michael kept think of what Alberto had said to him, he also saw him as an uncle how could he, then later Adriano also came but he was trying at least, “look men whatever it is you choose I am with you, you and I brothers no matter what alright.” With a sight Michael knew what he has to do its time, is either make a run for it or attend the ceremony.
Meanwhile in Spain, Carol has been the happiest she was walking back home from her date with Leonel, he is perfect. A gentleman, hot, sweet, caring, he hears whatever she has to say, a dream come true, she can find everything in him. Everything a girl dreams of in now standing in front of her at her door, she smiles, ‘how did I get this lucky’ is her thought. The thing is he thinks the same thing, ‘how lucky, a girl so innocent, with money and she has the looks, just what I need.’ He smiles happy at his thoughts, he leans in brushing his lip with hers as he plants a small kiss in corner of her lips.
When Carol enter apartment, a breath leaves her as she stands her back lean against the door. “So how did it go?” Carol comes back to earth hearing her friend she grins “it was the best date ever, he is so amazing” she bites her bottom lip just thinking about it. “Oh wow, you are blushing what exactly happened in this date? I need one just like yours” Carol’s blush depends ‘how embarrassing, we didn’t even kiss’ Valentina raises an eyebrow waiting for her friend to spill the beans.
The next morning Carol is still thinking of the best date ever with Leonel, she gets ups quickly she needs to visit the coffee place but this time is not because of the coffee. She takes the same table as always waiting for the same server as always but he doesn’t show up. She takes her coffee, and space out in thoughts, ‘why would he not be in today?’
Walking back to her apartment slowly as she keeps thinking of Leonel, something spots her attention. By the door of her apartment a small box and a pink rose laying on the small warp box. She takes it in hands and walks in her apartment a small note lays in the wrap box with only one word or more like one name “Carol”.